Monday, March 11, 2013

I don’t like to leave my babies overnight before they are two years old. Call me crazy, but I feel like they need me and I need them and so I wait. Well, my baby turned two yesterday. Sniff. Sniff. I’m quite emotional about it. It just so happened that the “husbird” had to go to a work conference/show held at a beautiful resort/hotel in Scottsdale Arizona. He asked if I wanted to tag along and at first I told him no, until I looked at the hotels website and figured out that baby “G” would turn two the day we’d leave. Sign me up. Honestly I need a break. I haven’t been away from my baby for more than a few hours at a time for the last two years and he's been the busiest one year old of all time. You would think we were leaving for a month with the amount of work it takes to leave the "nestlings" for three days. Oh my goodness---the laundry, the schedule, the cleaning, the worrying! I wanted to make it as easy as possible for my sweetheart of a mom.This is the view from our room, a beautifully manicured golf course. Do you see that fire pit? People sit around it in the evening and a bag piper comes and plays his bagpipes. It's magical.

(our room)

In about a days time I've already learned a few things about myself---

1. I need noise. I think I want quiet, but then when I get it, I crave noise. I must be accustom to it. 2. I'm not very good at relaxing. I'm so used to being on the go constantly that I don't know how to sit still very long. When the "husbird" and I grabbed a bite to eat the place we went to was on island time and it was driving me insane.3. I over pack and underpack. I brought an umbrella, which we probably won't be needing, but I forgot our toothbrushes. Go figure. I guess our heads will be dry and our breath will be gross. Ha ha.4. I love to write. I wish I had more time for it in my life. The "husbird" and I need to do things like this more often so I can actually have time to think and write.5. I'm more attached to my kids than I think I am. I feel lonely without them around and miss them terribly, especially the baby. I know he's two now, so not technically a baby anymore, but he'll most likely be called the baby forever.

We are so much alike. I love this post. I could sign my name to it. Once we took Anna to this city in CA when she was about Garrett's age. I spent the whole time chasing her around and missing my other kids.